Trapped in Love with the Idol
25. From Fried Noodles Down To The Heart
"So seriously you want to know who Muhamad Adit Ghazali is?"
Ask Fajar the chicken man when finally at night talk to Albar on the phone.
"Yup."
"Okeee."
Dawn took a deep breath, then...
"You're ready to imagine yes."
Dawn Word.
"okay."
Sahut Albar who was curious about the level of the gods since the afternoon, and more curious when he borrowed hp Balqis then saw it deliberately while examining the contact list, and Adit's name was written "Bang Adit (My Idol)".
Hiyush... What a hell. Obviously an Idol, Albar Harrys. Inner Albar felt unacceptable.
"Siaaaaaa..."
The dawn of love.
Albar put serious ears and face.
"Kakek Buyut Adit from Ustadzah Nur, Uminya, is Haji Mansyur, a former colonial era he is a well-respected Master, feared even by the Company. He is not only powerful, but also rich, he is also very generous, even supposedly his home he made a place to gather the santri who fight against the invaders."
"Oooo..."
Albar.
Different yes means, Grandpa Buyut Albar who from the UK is definitely not an Indonesian fighter. Hihah...
"Grandfather Buyut Adit of Haji Imam Samsuri, the late Abinya, was the leader of the struggle in the south, he was a true veteran."
Dawn said excitedly.
"Yyyyyyyyyy..."
Albar bobbing head.
"Grandfather Adit, who was from Ustadzah Nur, continued Abinya to fight for the community. Because once he replaced Indonesia has been independent, he donated all souls, bodies, minds and property for the benefit of the people. You know if almost the entire rice field here was owned by Grandpa Buyut Ustadzah Nur?"
"Yeah..."
Albar.
"Well, it was all owned by Grandpa Buyut ustadzah Nur whose results in part he specialized to eat all the poor people of this village."
The word dawn gets more excited.
"Once Grandpa Buyut Adit died, some of the rice fields he gave to the village, which until now every harvest is divided for the poor, including my family when I was a child."
"It's amazing."
Albar bobbing head.
"Adit was the only son of Ustadzah Nur, he was famous since childhood very intelligent, he was not only always the champion of the class, but also he was always a model student at the District level, he was always, he is also a frequent champion of Badminton, chess, even table tennis. He is also a champion of bicycle racing. He is a two-time champion of the Chemical Olympiad, a three-time champion of the mathematics Olympiad, and also a one-time champion writing about combating corruption at the National level. All that he achieved while in the cottage as well. He's a Qur'an hafidz, he's also a Qori champion."
Albar heard it until it was dizzy.
That's what a human mutant is, almost perfectly so. Inner Albar.
The dawn breathed.
"The grandfather of Abinya Adit also has a foundation that..."
"It's Jur, enough, I'm dizzy."
Albar.
"It's still this long, it's not done yet."
Dawn.
"It's been enough, I've been reading biographies for so long."
Mumbled Albar.
"Well, he said curious."
"Udah, it seems that if you continue to exist I am dead so the spirit of curiosity."
Sahut Albar's.
"Ah yes already, when I'm in the spirit."
The dawn did not finally continue the story.
Albar breathed.
Albar scratched his head.
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Balqis in the room looks prone on the bed while reading a book written by a child of the University of Indonesia.
Well UI, one of the best universities in Indonesia is the dream of Balqis.
He really wanted to go to college there. Using the yellow alma mater of UI is a pride in itself.
Given its value since SD has always been good, Balqis is optimistic that he can enter the University of Indonesia later.
Balqis had even thought about how he would live his life as a student.
He who comes from the region, must how to live in the city.
Where he has to cost with money that may not be how much, then he will while working what in order to remain there is more money for snacks and also the cost of living.
Anyway Balqis thought through everything in great detail.
His willingness to be independent and not depend on anyone makes it very detailed to prepare all things, even for the smallest things.
Well Balqis is so, he is not an orphan who is busy crying over his fate, he is not a child who feels his life is sad and finally discouraged to prepare his future.
He does not like to be pitied. He would rather try to achieve his own dream. Because of course it will make him feel much more proud, and will also be more grateful later.
Although, Balqis also still appreciates the people who love him so far, of course.
Whether it is Aki, Wa Icih, or other large families, even Ustadzah Nur who every month always provides compensation for the needs of Balqis school.
Well...
For Balqis, being able to achieve her goals one day also includes the way Balqis thanks those who have been good to her. Making them proud, making them feel that what they did for Balqis was not in vain, even very rewarding.
That way, they won't stop being good people either.
They will be able to help and love other orphans too, because what they do can help children without parents can finally survive in life.
Balqis smiled at the picture of the University of Indonesia building in the book.
"One day I have to be there."
Balqis.
Trrtts... Trrtt...
Suddenly Balqis shook, there was a message coming in.
Balqis shuffled from his prone position, got up and then grabbed his cellphone on the study table.
Message from "Medit Bang".
Balqis frowned.
He opened the message.
[Qis, if his knee still hurts, tomorrow go to school with Bang Adit only, let Bang Adit pick him up. All Dinda and the others, we use the car so as not to be slandered boncegan motor both]
Balqis smiles to herself.
Ah Bang Adit's.
Waitaminute!
When did Bang Adit become Bang Medit?
Haish...
This must be Albar's behavior. It is clear he who acted earlier when borrowing hp to remove the status on his social media.
Balqis pursed her lips.
He will just change the name of Adit again, when he saw at the top of the list there is a new contact number with the name "AA (My Original Idol)".
Ikhs... What a hell. Balqis was upset, but somehow she also laughed.
The artist is in fact absurd behavior passing the galaxy.
Especially when you remember the meal.
"You know not Bal, until now I have never mastered my Mama's cooking. He used to try to make an omelette, eggs one refrigerator run out for nyoba make and fail all."
Kata Albar told me while eating fried noodles and omelet made by Balqis which said Albar tasted the storm.
"I eat at expensive restaurants, but still home cooking is actually the best. Unfortunately my mom is not like other moms, she wants money, but she can't be a normal mom at home."
Albar.
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